Regular readers of my blog will know that my new year’s resolutions tend to be the same as each new year rolls around – no matter how hard I try each year, I never seem to be able to nail any of them. Get fit, be healthy, find the perfect apartment, be nicer to everyone, don’t get any more cats, be more creative, spend money wisely, learn more Spanish… You know, the usual. Same old, same old.

I’ve also been known to have the odd year where I make no resolutions, or even anti-resolutions, in the hope of unwittingly achieving all the same things without having to try too hard. But generally, this is about as effective as my original resolutions, which have pretty much always the same, and have been for most of my adult life.

But here’s the thing. As I reflect on the year gone by, it seems that I actually DID fulfil all my resolutions in 2014 (well, except for spending money wisely, but where’s the fun in that?). I finally committed to a yoga regime, I started juicing regularly and even eat fruit for breakfast now instead of rich, buttery crumpets (dammit), I’m now living in my dream bohemian apartment and still only have two cats (though I’m entertaining thoughts of a puppy). I’ve started getting my ideas for a book on paper (well, technically IN the computer), I’ve just come back from an amazing holiday (where I spoke Spanish the entire time) and I’m sure I was as nice as I could possibly be all year (in two languages), even when some people made me want to tear my hair out!

So there goes my idea of sneakily cutting and pasting excerpts my blogs from the last 6 years (ahem, see creativity resolution)!

Not wanting to brag or anything, but I’m so properly, genuinely, stupidly happy right now that I can’t think of anything I’d like to resolve to do. I’m not saying I’m perfect – gosh knows there are a zillion things I could improve (suggestions on a postcard), but I’m not sure any of them warrant the pressure of a resolution.

So here goes. In 2015, I resolve to… (eek!) spend less time online. Now that might sound a bit weird, for someone who has a profession that heavily involves the internet, but I’m not talking about anything as extreme as going cold turkey (err, I think I’d get fired if that was the case!). What I mean is, outside of my working hours, I’d like to spend less time reading and writing status updates, and more time communicating with people in the flesh. Calling rather than instant messaging. Enjoying my meals while they’re still hot rather than Instagramming them. Parading my fashion down the street rather than posing for a selfie in front of the mirror. Dancing on the beach rather than tweeting about it.

While I love the internet and how easy it has made everything for us, I do feel that it is now starting to overtake REAL LIFE in too many ways… How many dinner parties do you go to where one of your friends texts or posts during the meal? How many statuses make you feel inferior or unsatisfied? How many pouty, posed pics do we look at that aren’t realistic representations of the person in question (heaven help their future Tinder dates)?

I think 2015 is the year (she says, while posting a blog on the internet) to take back reality!*